That there is a big gun, partner...
Sure is. Feeling lucky?
Uh...no

A dialog concerning the origins of the Trinitine Faith,

Science has many answers, and with the advent of hypertechnology and arcanotechnology it seemed that there were no questions left to be conquered. But the manifestation of parapsychic abilities, wastelands, and the 'Storm' left many questions and no answers.

The air is chilled and causes goosebumps, while not a sound stirs across the glass smooth surface of the water. The Inn rises three stories above the bank of the river, a single lantern lit on the quay.

Riffing

Saint Duncan is dead, and lies in his tomb, but every year thousands will visit it to lay their hands on the cold stone, and whisper a prayer to the patron saint of exorcism.

Gentlemen, BEHOLD! The celestial spider!

A symbol of achievement, an icon of arrogance and pride, a pinnacle of alchemical purity.

Keep your wits about you man, they are only bullets. Not like we have to brave the damned bird.

Col. Chapman at the Battle of Miner Hill

The Magma Borer is a large creature native to the extreme world of Crematoria. Scientists and planetologists have yet to be able to explain so many things about the planet and the unknown lifeform that made it possible.

Light infantry units, with assorted skill sets

Give me your greenskins, your mobz, and your grunts

30 slingers of spells, vendors of enchantment, and bizarrement.

A methodology for the magic behind the magic weapon.

What a strange world we live in...

Troile, Royal Astronomer and Numerologist

All too often, a new magical creature, or plant is not seen with wonder or awe, but rather a keen eye for exploitation. In the often violent and brutal realm of role-playing, the wonders of nature are often overlooked, and never realized. I though I would start this thread to see if anyone else had any ideas along these lines. With that being said, may I present...

A jewel to match my heart.

The Lady Givone

The land of Airithrin is a horrible place, a land of reeking fumes and geysers of flame, lakes of lava and the strange life forms that emerge when elementals breed with mundane creatures

Ages past the Woodking fell into a deep and terrible slumber, and from the fever of his dreams and nightmares the wooden dungeon of Limberlost grew.

...And then the evil necromancer killed everyone and made them into zombies to do really evil things. I mean really evil, kicking puppies, eating kittens and making lewd sexual gestures at unsuspecting shoppers at Wal-Mart. Yeah and he had a severed head for a hat and was eating a sandwich made out of real lady-fingers...